Gorbak the Gobux
8 Parts
A Risk Worth TakingShe hid in the shadows of the hut, watching the guards patrol out of sunken, sleep-deprived eyes.Her head was shaved and she was naked; her ribs jutted ...
A winter’s moon shone down on the forest, hiding those who wished to be hidden and lighting up the clearings; illuminating the gnomes as they danced merrily. Three dwarves moved ...
A winter’s moon shone down on the forest, hiding those who wished to be hidden and lighting up the clearings; illuminating the gnomes as they danced merrily. Three dwarves moved ...
Oggo the dwarf lived in a world that was flat, He worked in the mines, down with the rats and the bats. One day he got lost, he couldn't be ...
White as the snow was her wedding dress. White as the snow was her cheek. Pure as the snow were her tears when they told her. Thick as the snow ...
There once was a man named Smeeglibob, He had no other name. He ate some cheese on toast one morn And never was seen again! The Sergeant said to his ...
This is a little song I wrote; my first half decent attempt at songwriting. My friend did music...
A rather nonsensey poem I wrote for my brother's birthday. He loves frogs and wizards, hence De Frog Wizard!
A short story written for the assignment "Write in a significant way about something insignificant." So I wrote about pencils.
A short fable about dwarves and beards, vanity and vision. Enjoy!
Have I invoked Godwin's Law? I believe the comparison is justifiable... This is an issue which I think is really important and often ignored. Enjoy.
In which a warrior-dwarf debates whether now is the right time to die...
Is it aspirational of me to tag this politics? Anyway, Chapter 1 of the epic big thing in my head, in which a girl witnesses the burning of a "witch".
The edited version of chapter 1, after some very helpful criticism from some very helpful reviewers! More criticism very encouraged!
Very personal, so not my best. Please feel free to rip to shreds. Sorry if it offends anyone; delicate topic, and I'm unusual. Ended up sonnet length?
My first attempt at a villanelle. I had some health scares recently, and then I read The Bell Jar.
I'm a girl, by the way. My brother failed to realise this when I showed him the poem XD And it's kind of the point.
Unrequited teenage lust and over-analysis.
A reply to Shakespeare's Sonnet 73, written as the Young Man. I hope Shakespeare fans don't find this too heretical or presumptuous!